Punta Arenas

Southernmost port city in Chile and the Americas. Capital Region of Magallanes and Chilean Antarctic Peninsula, located in the southern Brunswick along the Strait of Magellan and Cape Froward, past the American continent's last geographical point reachable by land. From this point, only ocean and islands to the Antarctic continent .

The city was founded in 1848 and is named after the British charts expeditions, which at that time called this area Sandy Point  (Punta Arenas).

Fernando Ferrer, now deceased author of the book "Song of Magallanes", gives us an extraordinary insight into the features that highlight the environment, landscape, climate and people of this southern Patagonia.

I pray you, Lord, for Magallanes
I ask you, my God, for their future
That proud land conquered
In ways that you yourself intended.
We understand that our generous sustenance
Is the cold that we feel every day
Crowned with snow and wind
We understand very well our presence
Between ice and Coirón, is our Struggle.
Lead us not fall into temptation Lord
and leave the Land that our ancestors gave us
Make us strong so we ask
In memory of those who forged
Great heritage that we inherited
With deep faith, we wait
To those who come after
When we, feeling tired
of fighting;
Those who replace us
Should come with courage,
With Love and, with Hope,
And picking up the challenge presented,
Do not forget the people who left their hearts
In this Land so beautiful where the sun does not shine
I believe Lord in Magallanes
I believe in its fjords, canals,
Its sheep, its oil,
I believes in its brave people,
Peasants, workers, sailors,
Oilmen and students
Ranchers, hikers
Workers of Chile,
That between ice and wind
Make your home and your life.
I also believe in its women
Laborious and poised,
That in their majestic wombs
They carry the glorious fruit of the future of this region
Believe in their cities, O Lord,
Natales and Punta Arenas
Porvenir, Cerro Sombrero
Cullen, Williams, Manatiales
And in Possession.
I believe in Cacique Mulato,
Rio Seco and Onaisín,
I believe in Cerro Dorotea
And in the southern estancias,
They are fertile reflection
of the cumulative effort
Between the frost and snow
Between the rain and wind,
Hail Magallanes
Land of heroic days
Of plains, wood and wool.
Hail Magallanes.
For ever and ever,
So be it ... so be it !
I believe Lord in Magallanes
Land Struggles and Hopes,
Race of Men and Destinies
made up of cold and valor.
I believe Lord, I believe Lord,
I believe in Magallanes.

 

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